#bj

All experience is subjective. ↗

— Gregory Bateson

#subjective

Men became scientific because they expected Law in Nature, and they expected Law in Nature because they believed in a Legislator. In most modern scientists this belief has died: it will be interesting to see how long their confidence in uniformity survives it. Two significant developments have already appeared—the hypothesis of a lawless sub-nature, and the surrender of the claim that science is true. We may be living nearer than we suppose to the end of the Scientific Age. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#science #skepticism #truth #age

Careers in virtually all academic disciplines are fostered by being a superstar who knows more about one subject than anyone else in the world. ↗

— Philip Zimbardo

#academic #anyone #being #careers #disciplines

I am not an adolescent, nor a romantic. I analyze objectively. ↗

— Dilma Rousseff

#am #analyze #i #i am #nor

If God exists, what objection can he have to saying so? ↗

— Lemuel K. Washburn

#god #objection #saying

Age is not a particularly interesting subject. Anyone can get old. All you have to do is live long enough. ↗

— Don Marquis

#anyone #enough #get #interesting #live

When [beauty pornography is] aimed at men, its effect is to keep them from finding peace in sexual love. The fleeting chimera of the airbrushed centerfold, always receding before him, keeps the man destabilized in pursuit, unable to focus on the beauty of the woman--known, marked, lined, familiar—-who hands him the paper every morning. ↗

— Naomi Wolf

#aging #beauty #body-image #cosmetic-surgery #cosmetics

The age of the skyscraper is gone. This is the age of the housing project. Which is always a prelude to the age of the cave. ↗

— Ayn Rand

#housing-projects #human-regression #objectivism #society #age

A man doesn't borrow pieces of his body. A building doesn't borrow hunks of its soul. Its maker gives it the soul and every wall, window and stairway to express it. ↗

— Ayn Rand

#objectivism #architecture

Long looking at paintings is equivalent to being dropped into a foreign city, where gradually, out of desire and despair, a few key words, then a little syntax make a clearing in the silence. Art... is a foreign city, and we deceive ourselves when we think it familiar... We have to recognize that the language of art, all art, is not our mother-tongue. ↗

— Jeanette Winterson

#art-objects #art